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A Deal With The Billionaire Chapter 34:
When it was night. Arya snuck into the manor. She knew she shouldn't be acting like a teenager who missed curfew, but damn. It was ten in the night, and she was going into his house.He would probably be asleep, right?She clutched her hand bag around her, just breath, when you reach the living room, take a deep breath and run. It sounded like the perfect idea, but...."Arya?" She froze sneakily, before slowly turning to face him. Shit. He was still seated there, with his brows raised, legs crossed together, his perfect suit lingering of his perfect body."Hmm?" She whispers, before silently muttering something in her head, she shouldn't have agreed with Emma to have drink, at least, she had only a shot, but now, her head hurts like crazy.And, what better way was crazy than when you seem to be late?He pushes his shoes off his legs, letting it fall to the floor. "Where were you?" That raised brow looking absolutely gorgeous.You are not my mother for goodness sake! And, I am not goi
A Deal With The Billionaire Chapter 35:
Arya wanted to avoid Devon, but it didn't seem possible, because he was right there, in his usual morning couch, why did he even like that plushy soft red laced couch?He was there, sipping through his morning coffee, or was it Cocoa? But, she could see the bubbles forming at the entrance, the seam that bubbles out of the mug.While, she was seating on the other chair, swiping through her phone, could her life just go better than this?If only, she could bring up an excuse and just leave, no one said a word about last night, and it was suffocating when no one said anything.Just damn say something. She flapped her lips together, trying to think of a word to say.Your shirt looks good?You sip your coffee sexy? Nope. Typical fatty nope.And, then, she checked her phone."Holy shit!" If she was drinking that hot cocoa or coffee or whatever it was, she would have choked the entire content right at him and have to explain why.He finally looked up from his papers, his aura winding all ove
A Deal With The Billionaire Chapter 36:
"Are you nervous?" As soon as Devon pushed the door of the car opening, his tall legs coming into view, he whispered to her.Arya didn't know whether her heart was supposed to squeeze so badly, or still, she stared at the huge bar that read 'Beers n bears.' Weird, because she would rather be anywhere but here."They are your friends. Why would I feel nervous." Nope, complete lie, she had every reason to feel nervous, she couldn't detain the time he asked her whether she would like to accompany him to his friend's birthday.And, here she was. Standing beside Devon Brookes, about to enter the restaurant and probably meet his other cool stinky rich friends."Do you need some encouragement?" He asked.She bit her lips, before nodding.His hands encircled the small of her back, before pulling her closer, she could smell his familiar scent. Must. Resist. Scent."It's going to be okay." He leaned in, parting his lips together, when a frown surfaced around those lips, "My friends are normal."
A Deal With The Billionaire Chapter 37:
For all Arya knew, she didn't know why she was in Devon's bedroom- technically, they were sharing the same room because this was her room too. Damn.Still, she didn't know why she was here, she tried to pinpoint it, maybe because she wanted to smell his extraordinary fragrance or hug those pillows that smelled so nicely of his cologne.Who cares?Dressed in a strapped leggings and a sweater etched around her chest, she gazed around the bedroom. It was large, with the bed plastered in one side of the room.Some few boxes, and some paintings she couldn't quite decipher.She stared at the frames hung on the wall, her lips puckered into a deep frown, she tried to ascertain the picture, but it was older.In the frame, a woman stood in the sand, like a beach or something, her hair flowed freely according to the wind, two little boys around the age of ten stood by her. She bent to look closely, their hair was probably the same lush but their eyes. She looked more closely.They had the same s
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"Do you want to meet my father?" Arya wasn't sure she heard that, because she blinked slowly, and pressed further."Excuse me?" Her gaze was focused on the TV, but today the telenovela was none of her business because they were damn kissing in the play, why now universe? She heard perfectly, but she wanted to confirm, or more like she wanted him to say it again.She placed her hand on her lap, taking in another steady breath, his living room was tense, neither said a word for a whooping ten seconds, until he repeated what he was saying."Will you like to meet my father?" He was asking now, "Arya, look at me."Someone help her right now.She craned her neck to gaze at his face, please don't look at me in the eye, please don't look at me in the eye, her prayer didn't seem to work, because he was paying all attention to her."Will you like to meet my father?" He reverted the word. "He's back in New York, and will like to meet my wife, Barbara will also be there, consider it a family dinn
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The car stopped briefly in Clara's clothing plaza, Arya pushed it open, here goes nothing, she was going to go in there, and damn, she would surely come out victorious, because she was a fucking queen.Devon came out of the car, leaning against the car, while twitching his lips at her. "Arya, you can do it. I will pick you up later, okay?"She nodded, taking a deep breath, he gave her a brief nod, before he got into the black SUV, driving out, leaving her to face her fears.As soon as she pushed the door open, the bell dinged, this was it. She was going in, and lord bless all her efforts.She couldn't sight Wanda because the plaza was just too big, different employee trailing around, she swore she saw a brunette that looked exactly like her friend.She rammed her knuckles together, until it turned red, when she was little, she always did that, whenever she was nervous, she figured if she did that, no one would spare her the glance and holy shit. It always worked.But, not today."Arya
A Deal With The Billionaire Chapter 40:
First things first: Scream. As loud as you can, do it now, Arya, but no, not today fucking mouth, I am going to behave, because that's what I do.Devon squeezed her hand, and she stared up to look at his tired yet attractive face, his lips parted to say something, but then he shut it back.Was he nervous?She didn't believe it. Devon fucking Brookes was actually nervous for the first time. Is meeting his father a bad thing after all?She would just ask, and fuck the consequences."Are you okay?" She asked softly.He wasn't looking at her, but staring straight ahead, "I haven't seen my father in like years. He's always busy." His nose screeched, before scoffing."Do you like your father?" He seemed surprised- no, quite baffled that she asked such a question.He stared at her. Blinking."I mean." She shrugged, "I like my father, do you?""I don't know." He finally responded and she didn't even count how many seconds it took for him to say that word.She stared at the restaurant, absolu
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Devon couldn't think on the way home, his mind flashed across his parents, then Arya's words, like she meant every word she had said.He never believed words anyways, it brought him nothing but pain, the day he believed someone's words, everything crashed down for him. He thought it was normal, but then, they left him, to deal with his complicated life as it was.He wanted to cry that day- but he was Devon Brookes, so he just pushed the tears back to where they belonged, and that seemed to work pretty well.But now, hearing her soothing voice, she wanted to be family. Did he even know what family was? He had one then, but now, it was just a word that meant nothing to him.Pronto. Simple.He bursted the door of his bedroom open, before plunging towards the bed, he kicked his shoes away, his father's words replaying into his brain.His father was going to force him to go to Paris as an honeymoon, well, fuck that, because he wasn't going anywhere.Talking of his father, his phone chimed
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